One unfortunate event after another, less than 12 hours apart. This morning, my mom practically stormed into Jean's room (I was sleeping over in Jean's room cus we switched on the aircon, save the Earth) and told us it was 6.30am. I usually wake up at 5.50am. Jean was so blur, as usual in the morning, that she looked sleep and confused, only managing to mutter a "what?" while stirring in her bed. My first reaction was to say, "my goodness" and I nearly suffered from a heart attack jumping out from my bed. It was a mad rush getting ready and Jean and I didn't have time for breakfast. Quickly climbed into the car and headed to school. The later you set off, the more jammed the roads are. I would definitely be able to get to school on time but it would be harder for Jean cus Bukit Timah Road is always jammed with all the schools before hers. Thankfully, she reached 2 mins before her assembly song ended. This sort of sudden waking up is really bad for health. I could feel my heart suddenly pumping extremely hard because of the bad shock while in a semi-conscious state. Maybe it's just my age..

I was half awake throughout lessons today. I have been coming home later than 7.15pm for most of the past 2 weeks. I still find myself motivated to sacrifice an hour a day for violin practice and normal revision and homework, and worrying for SYF, so I end up almost dying. Spent recess doing viola sectionals and pure humans fixing up su young. I think the violas managed to improve quite a bit for section C and D today and I'm pleased last minute efforts were somewhat successful. I ate my first meal of the day after Geog at 2.45pm and then rushed up for violin 1 and viola sectionals. Ariela helped me lead for a while.

Sectionals today was somewhat more productive, and it was also my last. If everyone is able to maintain their standard, we shouldn't do too badly tomorrow. Jean came down to help. This is the first time in strings history - collaboration between MGS and SMSS. I plan to test her hearing to see if helping us made her hearing worse. Went home with a rather large troop of 855/165 people and Jolene entertained me with her lame jokes. I learnt that I was the first to deplete her lame joke bank. Nicole and Jolene have managed to make me feel guilty for making them miss buses while waiting for me to slowly make my way out of school. 5th time and they seem happy about it. I think that's worth about 20 buses to date.

Jean and I reached home but realised that no one was home and none of us brought out the house key and had to wait for mom to come back first. So we stood outside, walked around in circles and talked about SYF. I hope MGS gets gold with honours, then maybe SMSS will get silver. We are competitors living just a wall apart but I think we're pretty supportive of each others' ensembles. Jean and I were talked into joining our schools for our first SYF and didn't really appreciate our ensembles as much. However, the sense of belonging becomes stronger over the years, when you realise that it's your last SYF and your're going to have to retire soon. So all the best to MGS and SMSS ensembles tomorrow.

I can't sleep and that's why I started posting this. Thankfully, SYF is tomorrow. I don't think I can live with so few hours of sleep each day any longer. Tired but not being able to sleep is really not fun. I'm going to attempt to sleep by following Jolene's suggested method - counting sheep. She helped me start off the first 4.